Last time, the boy with broken shoes took Xiao Lang to dig the tomb of the Dragon Emperor, and there were more than a dozen elders who followed him, led by the thirteen elders of the broken family. This person also reprimanded Xiao Lang at that time, so Xiao Lang was very impressed, although the person hid his strength at this moment, Xiao Lang still recognized it at a glance.

Xiao Lang didn't know what the strength of these thirteen elders was, but the last time these thirteen elders entered the tomb of the Dragon Emperor and touched the ban, they must be very strong if they are still alive at this moment, and today he has set up this game, how can he do it if he is not sure?

Ouyang Naively heard Xiao Lang's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then very obediently, he immediately controlled the chariot and retreated. But in such a stunned moment, among the nearly a thousand martial artists, the thirteen elders and another black-robed old man suddenly burst out.

The speed of the Thirteen Elders soared to the limit and chased after Xiao Lang. The black-robed old man slapped his palm, and a terrifying big handprint immediately appeared in the air, enveloping Ouyang's naïve chariot and slamming it down.

"What a speed!"

Xiao Lang turned his head and found that the thirteen elders had broken through the air, twice as fast as his chariot, and the distance was constantly being narrowed, and the secret path was not good.

The corners of the thirteen elders' mouths were cold, and their fingers shook differently, shooting out snow-white energy, like sharp swords, covering the chariot overwhelmingly.

"Boom!"

Ouyang Naivety over there was the first to encounter, the Heavenly Machine Ship was directly blasted into the ground by the big handprint, the entire mountain range below was shocked, countless ancient trees and rock peaks turned into powder, with this smoke and dust, a large handprint with a diameter of 1,000 meters appeared below, but Ouyang's naïve chariot was completely slapped into the ground.

"What a powerful attack!"

Xiao Lang didn't have time to care about Ouyang Naive's side, his face became extremely pale, and Qing Ming's eyes were full of death intent. Because of that white energy, the white light of the Heavenly Machine Chariot was constantly shining, and it would not take long for the chariot's energy to be consumed. Without the chariot shield, the two of them became fish and meat to be slaughtered.

"Whew!"

In the smoke below, a beautiful snow-white chariot rose into the sky, Ouyang's childish pretty little face was full of annoyance, the scepter in her hand suddenly swung down, and a thunderbolt immediately descended from the sky, blasting towards the black-robed old man.

"Sure enough, it's a supreme divine soldier, hahaha!"

The black-robed old man was not afraid at all, but his eyes swelled, and he raised his head and laughed. The thunder and lightning struck down and pierced directly under his figure, smashing into the mountains below, scorching a forest.

"Haha, little girl, your strength is too low, you can't release the power of the Supreme Divine Weapon at all, this thunder and lightning speed is too slow!"

A rampant laughter came from the sky on the left, Ouyang naively saw that the old man in black robe actually appeared 10,000 meters away, and what he hit just now turned out to be a phantom?

"Miss Ben blew you up, blew you up!"

Ouyang naively controlled the chariot and quickly chased after the black-robed old man, constantly bombarding the divine thunder, but it failed every time, and the nearby mountain bandits were killed in one piece.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Xiao Lang was naïve and miserable than Ouyang at the moment, although he had already controlled the chariot with all his strength to dodge, but the frequency and speed of the thirteen elders' attacks were too fast, and he saw a flash of white light, and that energy had already shot onto the chariot. He had only fled 10,000 meters away, and the chariot had already been attacked more than a dozen times. And the thirteen old men have already pulled the distance between the two sides to a thousand kilometers away...

"Boom!"

Fortunately, Ouyang Naively saw that the thunder and lightning couldn't hit the black-robed old man, her eyes turned around, and she turned her direction, and blasted down towards the thirteen elders.

The speed of the Thirteen Elders was obviously not so fast, so they had no choice but to stop to protect themselves and dodge in all directions, rolling in the air like a monkey.

"Buzz!"

The black-clothed old man over there struck again, and a large handprint appeared from the void, ceremoniously entering Ouyang's naïve chariot again.

"Boom!"

A cloud of smoke and dust rose from the sky, and Ouyang's naïve chariot was smashed into the ground, and it was the thirteen elders who breathed a sigh of relief and immediately attacked with all their might.

Soon Xiao Lang's Tianji chariot ran out of energy, the light mask outside was shattered, and the chariot fell downward, which was put away by Xiao Lang for the first time, Xiao Lang immediately fell down with Qing Ming, wanting to escape from the ground!

"Xi He!"

The black-robed old man didn't know whether he was too lazy to kill Xiao Lang or wanted to borrow a knife to kill, he shouted at the leader of the First Mountain Bandit Legion in Lost Trace Mountain, and the five-fold powerhouse of the Human Emperor who was like a savage in the deep mountains immediately swept towards Xiao Lang.

"Thief, die!"

The huge black battle axe slashed suddenly, Xi He's bull's eyes bulged, and the fierce and vicious look made people feel cold, and a half-moon-shaped knife like a pair of swords flew out, wanting to directly split Xiao Lang and Qing Ming in two.

"Whew!"

In the smoke and dust below, Ouyang's childish chariot flew in, catching Xiao Lang and Qing Ming, and the chariot once again withstood this powerful energy attack.

"Buzz!"

The light of the chariot flashed away, and the energy happened to be exhausted, and Ouyang Naive and Xiao Langqing were overturned at the same time. Xiao Bai, who was hiding in Xiao Lang's sleeve, trembled with fright and kept screaming.

"Die, give it all to Lao Tzu!"

Xi He's body shot over, narrowing the distance to thousands of meters at once, and without waiting for Ouyang Naively to release the thunder and lightning, he slashed again with all his strength. A sword ray of more than 100,000 meters roared, enveloping the three of them, the speed was like a laser movie, and it was completely impossible to dodge at the speed of the three people.

"Childish, white, run away!"

Xiao Lang dragged Qing Ming and Ouyang Naively and threw them behind him, the strength of the two was too low, I was afraid that they would be directly twisted into pieces. His defense is higher, and although he is sure to die, there is still hope that he can save the two of them, even if only for a moment...

Who knew that Qing Ming and Xiao Bai were thrown out, but Ouyang Naivety grabbed Xiao Lang's hand and didn't let go, but instead flew forward, and said with a proud face: "Big brother, you stand back, this attack can't hurt Naivety! This group of people is so hateful, they will definitely die today!"

Xiao Lang smiled bitterly, but he didn't go to grab it, anyway, with such a powerful energy attack, the three of them would definitely die, early death and late death were deaths, and there was no point in fighting for it.

"Whew!"

The powerful sword was already close at hand, and the hurricane generated by the rapid breaking through the air had already blown in the first step, blowing Xiao Lang and Ouyang's childish clothes into a hunting sound, and their hair dancing wildly.

Xiao Lang closed his eyes, he did not regret coming to Lost Mountain, and he did not have the slightest resentment towards death. He has killed a lot of people, and it is normal to be killed, he has always thought that it is cowardly behavior to blame others for not having high strength, and a true warrior must dare to face death.